Fearing that Nathan Moore would refuse again, Titus Zane hesitated on purpose and said, "Tonight... Alder Locke sang for me, a very touching love song..."
On the other end of the phone, hearing that Alder Locke sang a love song for his woman, Nathan Moore immediately tensed up, "What did he sing?"
"An English song, but I didn't like it much. I want to hear you sing..."
Clutching the phone, Titus Zane chuckled slyly, a helpless sigh permeating into the earpiece, Nathan Moore compromised, "Alright, you little rascal, I'll sing for you!"
"Mm, sing, I'm listening." Titus Zane slid down, lying on the bed, pulling the blanket up around his waist, resting his head on a soft pillow, and curving his lips in contentment.
Nathan Moore's deep voice began, a familiar melody playing, yet Titus Zane couldn't recall the name of the song.
...
Has anyone ever told you I love you so, has anyone ever cried in your diary...
